With Chuzheng’s million weighing on him, Chen Beibei’s stepfather didn’t dare not get a divorce.

He had already inquired—the evidence Chuzheng had in her hands could absolutely ruin him financially... Not to mention, Chuzheng had hired several lawyers who seemed practically stationed here to serve him.

But when he heard Moth Chen wanted the house, Chen Beibei’s stepfather erupted.

However, encouraged by the lawyer, Moth Chen insisted.

The house wasn’t worth much, given the area they lived in was quite old, with no immediate development plans.

Without the house, how was he supposed to live?!

But does he even have a choice now?

-

Chen Beibei’s stepfather agreed to the divorce, thinking he was in the clear. Who knew the issue of domestic violence was waiting for him.

"Will he come out?"

Xi Jing, with his face in his hands, asked Chuzheng.

"Of course he will." Even if the man was sentenced, it would be only a few months or a year or two at most; he would be out eventually.

"When he’s out..." Xi Jing mumbled, "won’t he retaliate against Beibei and her mother?"

That man didn’t seem like a good person.

He suffered such a loss; would he just let it go?

Xi Jing believed that as soon as he was out, he would surely take revenge on Chen Beibei and her mother.

Chuzheng glanced at him and nonchalantly said, "So the best solution is to escape far away while he’s inside, never to be found again."

Xi Jing blinked, suddenly got up, and hugged Chuzheng: "You’re so kind."

After saying that, he opened the door and ran out, then someone knocked on the next door.

Chuzheng: "..."

Indeed, Chuzheng had said it intentionally for him to hear, but seeing him run out like that, she was a bit displeased.

The Good Person Card is hers!

Some light talking came from next door, and Chuzheng began to pace the room irritably.

It was getting late, and suddenly an ambiguous squeaking sound came from next door.

The sound was accompanied by Xi Jing’s voice, echoing faintly in the room. Chuzheng suddenly grabbed something and threw it against the wall.

The squeaking paused slightly, then disappeared.

Chuzheng hadn’t actually seen who lived next door, only knew it was a couple.

Xi Jing returned after some time. As soon as he closed the door, his somewhat chilly body fell into a warm embrace, and the room light dimmed abruptly. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

When Xi Jing came to his senses, he was already lying on a soft bed, as if on cloud nine.

-

The next day.

Xi Jing wasn’t feeling well; he had gone to bed too late last night. As he yawned and opened the door, he saw Chen Beibei standing outside, holding a box of buns.

"Brother."

Seeing Xi Jing come out, Chen Beibei called out immediately.

"Uh..." Xi Jing squatted down: "What are you doing here so early?"

"This... is made by my mom." Chen Beibei pushed the box forward a little: "For that... sister."

Xi Jing instinctively glanced inside.

The dim light fell in the room; the girl was lying on her side, her fingers peeking from under the quilt, delicate and rosy, her long hair scattered around the pillow...

Xi Jing withdrew his gaze: "Sister is still sleeping; I’ll give it to her later, okay?"

Chen Beibei nodded and solemnly handed the box to Xi Jing, then pointed at Xi Jing’s neck: "Brother, what happened here?"

Xi Jing instinctively touched it, his expression changing slightly in the next moment, hooking his fingers on his shirt to cover that patch of skin.

"Bit by mosquitoes."

"Eh, are there mosquitoes this season?" Chen Beibei wondered.

"Could be other bugs." Xi Jing quickly sent Chen Beibei away, closed the door: "Whew..."

He hadn’t had time to breathe when his waist suddenly tightened; someone hugged him from behind.

"Bit by mosquitoes? Hmm?"

Xi Jing: "!!!"

Chuzheng tugged at his collar, slightly tilted her head, and bit the most tender spot on his neck.

-

Xi Jing looked in the mirror, nearly crying without tears; how was he supposed to go out?

He went out and found a collared shirt to change into, barely covering it. Xi Jing realized he couldn’t speak carelessly in the future... She always settled accounts afterward.

Luckily, the weather was cool now; wearing this wasn’t strange.

"Beibei brought this." Xi Jing placed the box from earlier on the table: "Seems like her mom personally made it."

Chuzheng with a cold expression: "Instead of wasting time, better think about how to escape."

Xi Jing: "..."

"Then... I’ll make you something new." Xi Jing said and was about to prepare breakfast.

Chuzheng lifted the lid and took one: "Troublesome, just this."

Xi Jing sat back down: "You..."

Chuzheng raised her brows slightly and gave him a cool, indifferent look. Xi Jing puckered his lips, didn’t speak, silently reached for the box.

Chuzheng pressed his hand down: "What are you doing?"

"..."

"It’s meant for me; do you have the nerve to eat?"

"..."

Xi Jing nearly cried from frustration, angrily cooked himself a bowl of noodles, and went to work in a huff.

"Xiao Jing, why aren’t you in a good mood today?"

The boss saw Xi Jing arranging the shelves with low spirits as soon as he arrived, looking anything but sunny and cheerful.

This wasn’t right.

"No..."

The boss circled him twice: "Xiao Jing, I have an idea. Are you interested?"

Xi Jing: "???"

Xi Jing thought the boss had some new crazy idea, but it wasn’t some messy activity or strange dessert concept—he wanted to open a new shop.

And the boss wanted Xi Jing to be the manager of the new shop.

"Me? I can’t..."

"I think you can!" The boss stroked his chin: "With you, it’s absolutely secure."

Xi Jing: "..."

The boss considered Xi Jing a mascot.

After all, he was a scenic sight just standing there—a scenic sight that made people spend money.

"The manager’s salary is quite high."

The boss threw out the ultimate weapon.

"Calculated from the store’s revenue."

Xi Jing: "..."

Xi Jing didn’t need to repay debts now, but he had to repay Chuzheng, so each month’s salary was basically handed over to Chuzheng without touching a cent.

After a while, Xi Jing hesitantly asked: "Then where’s the new shop?"

The boss gleefully replied: "I haven’t decided yet; where do you think is suitable? We don’t have much funding, can’t choose locations too commercial, rent can’t be paid for now..."

Xi Jing: "..."

"Boss, I’m going to work."

After a busy day’s work, Chuzheng was waiting outside for him at night, and when Xi Jing got into the car, he still seemed huffy.

"Why are you still angry?" Chuzheng poked his cheek.

Xi Jing’s annoyance was poked away by Chuzheng, he softly said: "The boss said I should be the new shop manager."

"Promoted, congratulations."

This was perhaps one of the reasons Xi Jing felt comfortable around Chuzheng.

Even though she was wealthy, she never said things like not wanting him to work, as if she always supported his career.

After a while, Xi Jing said: "If I go to another place, it’ll be far from here."

"No problem, I’ll drive you there."

Xi Jing blinked: "Is that okay?"

Chuzheng switched from poking to pinching: "Of course."